Qui-Gon Jinn (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
quigonjinn) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
star_kingdom2011-09-04 04:24 pm
quigonjinn) wrote in star_kingdom2011-09-04 04:24 pm
[Video] Episode I
[The sight of a large man resting against a nondescript wall fills the sudden feed which has come to life, though the image is shaky and has a tendency to bob up and down without warning.]
Do you think we should wake him up, kupo?
We could just leave the communicator and the money here with him for when he wakes. The others can tell him what happened...
[A moogles flutters into the scene and hovers over the robed figure, and after a moment pokes a dark clad shoulder in an attempt at waking the stranger.]
I think they might get stolen if we did that...
Hey, what's that he's holding in his hand?
[The feed abruptly shifts ground-ward, showing the street, a robed arm and hand tightly wrapped around what looks like a silver and black tube. The moogle hovering over the man moves to settle down beside the hand and attempts to investigate it and after a moment attempts to grasp one end of it so as to get a better look. This ends up causing a sudden upset of the camera feed, the screen filled abruptly with dark fabric and the camera shaking erratically for a moment before things finally settle down to show the man from before on his feet now and holding the nosy moogle by the scruff of its neck. The man's blue eyes studied the creature with a mix of curiosity and wariness. After a moment though, the moogle is released from the hold.]
Just what are you and where am I?
We're moogles, kupo! This is Traverse town.
[The moogle with the communicator decides to come closer now and presents the man with both the device it holds and a small sack. The feed abruptly changes angles as this occurs, giving a closer view of the man's face and shoulders from a lower angle.
Qui-Gon gave the items a brief study, and he turned his attention to the area around him silently as he takes this information in. He's never heard of moogles nor a place called Traverse before but that didn't mean anything except that he somehow had ended up on a world he had obviously never been to before.
Regardless, he had a mission and a battle to be getting back to. He could only hope Obi-Wan and the others could hold out until he could return. He let his attention split between the creatures before him and the objects they had given him for some reason.]
What world is this Traverse town on?
Traverse town is both the name of this world and this place, kupo.
[Well that hadn't helped him any, from that he deduced from feeling the contents of the pouch, it held both round and pointed objects of some form of metal within it. Possibly currency. Though why these creatures would give him such a thing he wasn't certain as of yet. He didn't feel that they wanted anything from him in return for either thing. Perhaps he could use it to buy his way off the world.]
Do you know where I might arrange transport from this world to Naboo?
[The two moogles looked at each other briefly, and then one looked back at him almost sadly.]
Is that --
[Suddenly without warning the moogles words were drowned out and he staggered under the unexpected onslaught that he feels, one hand reaching out to brace himself against the wall beside him as his eyes close. The camera feed falling to give a view of the lower half of the Jedi tunic and robe as he leans against the wall.
It didn't last long, but it was painfully obvious what had happened, however.. it had also felt somehow...unnatural. It took him a moment to find his center again, the sense of loss still lingering despite his efforts due to the magnitude of it. He heard one of the creatures come close, a tiny hand lightly coming to rest over his shoulder as it inquired as to his health.]
I'm fine.
We're sorry about your world...
[The words despite not making much sense at first to him, ended up after a moments thought to make all too terrifying sense. Especially considering the state of things when he had departed. Whatever those creatures had been...living shadows somehow eerily void of life...it was all too possible they had somehow destroyed Naboo. The disturbance he had felt...he could only hope that it hadn't been that. Surely he would know if Obi-Wan had been among those whom had perished. No matter the amount of voices that had suddenly cried out and had been abruptly silenced.
He turned his attention back to where the moogles had been, only to see that while he had been coming to terms with their words and that unnatural and sudden loss of life, the creatures had left him alone. The camera feed once against shifts as he straightens up, rising up to once again frame the man's face and shoulders. He studies the device silently but intently for a minute and then despite himself, there's a small hint of rather brief amusement which goes through the blue eyes before being replaced with a calm reserved expression as he decides to see if there might be anyone on the receiving end of this device.]
To those which might receive this message, if you could provide me with answers as to what has happened to the worlds out there, I would greatly appreciate it.
[Once he had more information and had investigated this world's transportation capabilities, he would hopefully be able to affirm Naboo's continued existence or its destruction.]
Do you think we should wake him up, kupo?
We could just leave the communicator and the money here with him for when he wakes. The others can tell him what happened...
[A moogles flutters into the scene and hovers over the robed figure, and after a moment pokes a dark clad shoulder in an attempt at waking the stranger.]
I think they might get stolen if we did that...
Hey, what's that he's holding in his hand?
[The feed abruptly shifts ground-ward, showing the street, a robed arm and hand tightly wrapped around what looks like a silver and black tube. The moogle hovering over the man moves to settle down beside the hand and attempts to investigate it and after a moment attempts to grasp one end of it so as to get a better look. This ends up causing a sudden upset of the camera feed, the screen filled abruptly with dark fabric and the camera shaking erratically for a moment before things finally settle down to show the man from before on his feet now and holding the nosy moogle by the scruff of its neck. The man's blue eyes studied the creature with a mix of curiosity and wariness. After a moment though, the moogle is released from the hold.]
Just what are you and where am I?
We're moogles, kupo! This is Traverse town.
[The moogle with the communicator decides to come closer now and presents the man with both the device it holds and a small sack. The feed abruptly changes angles as this occurs, giving a closer view of the man's face and shoulders from a lower angle.
Qui-Gon gave the items a brief study, and he turned his attention to the area around him silently as he takes this information in. He's never heard of moogles nor a place called Traverse before but that didn't mean anything except that he somehow had ended up on a world he had obviously never been to before.
Regardless, he had a mission and a battle to be getting back to. He could only hope Obi-Wan and the others could hold out until he could return. He let his attention split between the creatures before him and the objects they had given him for some reason.]
What world is this Traverse town on?
Traverse town is both the name of this world and this place, kupo.
[Well that hadn't helped him any, from that he deduced from feeling the contents of the pouch, it held both round and pointed objects of some form of metal within it. Possibly currency. Though why these creatures would give him such a thing he wasn't certain as of yet. He didn't feel that they wanted anything from him in return for either thing. Perhaps he could use it to buy his way off the world.]
Do you know where I might arrange transport from this world to Naboo?
[The two moogles looked at each other briefly, and then one looked back at him almost sadly.]
Is that --
[Suddenly without warning the moogles words were drowned out and he staggered under the unexpected onslaught that he feels, one hand reaching out to brace himself against the wall beside him as his eyes close. The camera feed falling to give a view of the lower half of the Jedi tunic and robe as he leans against the wall.
It didn't last long, but it was painfully obvious what had happened, however.. it had also felt somehow...unnatural. It took him a moment to find his center again, the sense of loss still lingering despite his efforts due to the magnitude of it. He heard one of the creatures come close, a tiny hand lightly coming to rest over his shoulder as it inquired as to his health.]
I'm fine.
We're sorry about your world...
[The words despite not making much sense at first to him, ended up after a moments thought to make all too terrifying sense. Especially considering the state of things when he had departed. Whatever those creatures had been...living shadows somehow eerily void of life...it was all too possible they had somehow destroyed Naboo. The disturbance he had felt...he could only hope that it hadn't been that. Surely he would know if Obi-Wan had been among those whom had perished. No matter the amount of voices that had suddenly cried out and had been abruptly silenced.
He turned his attention back to where the moogles had been, only to see that while he had been coming to terms with their words and that unnatural and sudden loss of life, the creatures had left him alone. The camera feed once against shifts as he straightens up, rising up to once again frame the man's face and shoulders. He studies the device silently but intently for a minute and then despite himself, there's a small hint of rather brief amusement which goes through the blue eyes before being replaced with a calm reserved expression as he decides to see if there might be anyone on the receiving end of this device.]
To those which might receive this message, if you could provide me with answers as to what has happened to the worlds out there, I would greatly appreciate it.
[Once he had more information and had investigated this world's transportation capabilities, he would hopefully be able to affirm Naboo's continued existence or its destruction.]